That was probably for the best because I tend to not say anything that could help my case. The next morning I woke up a little stiff, I thought, but s...on realized that I had been wrapped in my blanket and tied up with rope. The rope was also around my hard dick like I have every morning and left my ass bare. I tried squirming to get out, but the rope was too tight to get free. I looked out the window and saw that the garage was empty except from my sister’s car. Then I realized that this was. ”It was as if the floodgates to the dam had been opened. All the pent-up emotion and desire for her slammed into me in that moment. She was right. I didn’t want to “be with her”. I didn’t want to “know her in the biblical sense”. I didn’t want to “make love”. I wanted to fuck her. No, that didn’t quite describe what I was feeling. I wanted to “FUCK!!” her!CHAPTER 3I stepped up to her, pulling her into my arms. I began to shower her face with kisses. Deep, strong, powerful kisses. I wanted no. Her pussy stroked my cock as much as her hand, the latter working the head and the former the shaft. Those strokes and the intense kissing proved successful, and she soon led me inside her. “Mmm,” she approved, breaking the kiss, but keeping her eyes closed. I pulled her down for more kissing while she slowly humped me. I brought her sister angels to join us.“Weird,” she moaned. “Maggie.”“You okay?” I asked her.“Close your eyes again,” she responded as an answer. The connections had broken.In. . hello, Mr. Jameson, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” she stammered, her hand already starting to sweat. He smiled with brilliant white teeth and shaking her hand.Claudia and Brooke gazed at this Hollywood symbol of male virility. At six foot four, 200 hundred pounds, his dark brown lengthened hair, closely cropped beard, and stunning blue eyes made him most women’s bedtime fantasy.“Please, call me Kyle.” Both girls looked wide-eyed at him, already willing to spread their legs for him.“I hope I.